#chad meeks martin fluff

[velvrei]

shot for shot

pairing: chad meeks martin x reader

summary: meeting chad at another infamous college frat party, and things get flirtatious fast.

warnings: fluff, lots of flirtiness, no smut

word count: 1k

…

you don’t know how anika convinced you to come to this party, but here you are—standing in a dimly lit frat house, a half-empty drink in your hand, bass rattling the floor beneath you. the whole place smells like sweat, alcohol, and a vague hint of regret.

you should’ve stayed in.

but then you see him.

chad meeks-martin. shirtless. cowboy hat tilted just right, jeans slung low on his hips, belt buckle obnoxiously big. he shouldn’t be able to pull it off, and yet—somehow, he does.

he moves through the crowd like he belongs here. hell, maybe he does. he laughs with ethan, throws an arm around mindy, flashes that easy, dimpled grin at every passing girl.

then his eyes land on you.

his smirk flickers—just a little—as he changes direction, making his way toward you like it’s a decision, not an accident.

“you must be anika’s roommate,” he says, leaning against the counter beside you, just close enough that you catch the scent of his cologne—clean, warm, with something faintly sweet beneath it.

“you must be chad,” you reply, tone even.

“guilty,” he grins. “she told me you were hot, but damn. she undersold it.”

you roll your eyes, but your stomach tightens anyway. “you always come on this strong, cowboy?”

he smirks, tipping his hat up with one finger. “only when it works.”

obnoxious.

worse, it’s kind of working.

“so,” he leans in slightly, voice lower now, “how’s the party treating you?”

you shrug, sipping your drink. “ask me again after another shot.”

his brows lift, and that grin turns downright dangerous. “oh, you drink tequila?”

“only when i want to make bad decisions.”

his eyes flick down to your lips, then back up. “guess i better get you a shot, then.”

before you can respond, he’s grabbing your hand—warm, calloused, confident—and pulling you through the crowd toward a table where mindy, anika, tara, and ethan are gathered.

mindy clocks the way chad is practically attached to you and groans. “jesus. can you go five minutes without flirting?”

chad smirks, squeezing your hand before letting go. “why would i, when it’s going so well?”

anika is watching you, eyes full of so many questions, and a hint of excitement, but you ignore her.

chad pours two shots, sliding one toward you. “ready?”

you hold his gaze, fingers brushing his as you take the glass. “always.”

you throw it back, the burn sharp down your throat. chad watches you the whole time, only drinking his once you’ve already set yours down.

when he finally lowers his glass, he licks a stray drop from his bottom lip, eyes still locked on yours.

“damn,” he murmurs. “knew you could handle something strong.”

your stomach flips, but you refuse to let him see it. “what, expecting me to choke?”

his smirk curves slow and lazy. “nah. just kinda hoping you would.”

you exhale sharply, setting your glass down with a little more force than necessary. “you are so—”

“charming?” he offers.

“unbelievable.”

he grins, tilting his head. “but you like it.”

you don’t answer. you don’t have to. the way he looks at you says he already knows.

“you wanna dance?” he asks, casually, like it’s not obvious why he’s asking.

you consider saying no. you should. you really should.

but then his fingers brush yours, just barely, just enough to test you.

“depends,” you say, voice steady. “you actually know how to dance, cowboy?”

his smirk deepens. “only one way to find out.”

before you can protest, he takes your hand again, pulling you toward the center of the room.

the music is loud, the bass shaking the floor, and the second you’re in the crowd, bodies press in around you.

chad doesn’t let go of your hand. if anything, he holds it tighter.

“you nervous?” he teases, leaning in close enough that his breath brushes your ear.

you scoff, tilting your chin up. “not even a little.”

his hands settle on your waist—warm, firm, steady; and pulls you in. not in a way that’s pushy, not in a way that gives you no choice, but in a way that says he’s giving you a chance to back out.

you don’t.

his grip tightens slightly, fingers pressing into your skin as the music shifts into something slower, heavier. you let your hands settle against his bare shoulders, his skin so unfairly warm, and when he starts to move, you follow.

it’s almost too easy. he’s smooth, confident, but not in a way that feels practiced. he moves like someone who’s comfortable in his body, someone who knows exactly how to use it.

and he’s using it on you.

“see?” he murmurs, voice low against your ear. “told you i could dance.”

“debatable,” you say, but your voice is breathier than you mean for it to be.

his lips barely graze the shell of your ear when he says, “you want me to convince you?”

your fingers tighten on his shoulders before you can stop yourself.

he laughs. soft. smug.

but then his hand slides to the small of your back, pulling you just that little bit closer, and suddenly, there’s nothing funny about it.

the air between you is thick now, heavy with something unspoken, something dangerous.

“you keep looking at me like that,” he murmurs, his nose brushing against your temple, “and i’m gonna start thinking you actually like me.”

you should pull away.

you should say something.

but you don’t. you just tip your chin up slightly, your lips so close to his, and…

“chad!”

mindy’s voice cuts through the haze, and just like that, the moment shatters.

you both turn at the same time to see her standing a few feet away, arms crossed, expression equal parts amused and exasperated.

“i leave you alone for five minutes and you’re already all over anika’s roommate?”

chad groans, dropping his forehead dramatically onto your shoulder before looking back at his sister. “could you not ruin this for me?”

“could you not hit on every attractive person you meet?”

he scoffs. “first of all, rude. second of all,” he turns back to you, his smirk sliding back into place, “i’m not hitting on every attractive person. just this one.”

mindy rolls her eyes, but you’re still caught on the way he said this one.

like you’re the only one in the room.

like, if mindy hadn’t interrupted…

“we’re leaving soon,” mindy sighs. “so unless you’re planning to take them home, wrap it up.”

you open your mouth, ready to say something snarky, but chad beats you to it.

he turns to you, smirking. “well?”

your stomach flips. your pulse skips.

and you should say no. you really, really should.

but instead, you smirk back.

“buy me another shot first,” you say, “and we’ll see.”

chad grins.

“done.”

…

[popeheywardssecretgf]

Chad Meeks Martin fics & blurbs

Chad is an Underrated King™

lmk if there's any characters/fics you want me to add

still updating as I read more!

ik this isn't all of them!! (it's mostly ones I liked)

also idk whats going on w/ the links, but they won't go over the full text-- my bad

Personal fav's & ones I consider to be PERFECT= ♡

Fluff

Domestic!Chad♡ Dating College!Chad It's a bad habbit♡ High by the beach (+smut hc's)♡ About you♡ You are in love♡ Dating Chad Meek's Martin headcannons Melodic Love Jealous? (+slight angst) My Girl(+slight angst) "I didn't know you ever were”(+angst) Too busy being yours♡ Pretty Chad Comforting You (+ slight angst) Dating Chad Meeks Martin (pt. 2) Stupid for you Stay with me You're not dead Back Off (kinda angst) I thought I lost you Still love you (+angst) Friday night♡ Is that my shirt? Alphabet: A,C,D (+smut) Chad defending you♡ If you want to

Smut

After Hours♡ High by the beach (fluff + smut hc's)♡ Generous Save a horse, ride a cowboy Threesome w/ Ethan)♡ Hickey's Ride a cowboy I can fix this Tunnel vision Step on me Pussy Eating Chad + Almost getting caught Alphabet: A,C,D (+fluff) Open Arms Car Fingering

Angst

My girl (+fluff) Jealous? (+fluff) "I didn't know you ever were" (+fluff) POV" you fall pf the ladder instead of Anika Chad comforting you (+fluff) Karma

[theebubblegumbitch]

Thinking about Chad Meeks Martin bringing his gf to a frat party (slight smut ensues)~

Being a little too excited when you match his Halloween costume (a slutty cowgirl ofc~)

Spending maybe the first ten minutes of the party actually socializing before whisking you away upstairs because he just can't take seeing you prance around in that tiny little cow print mini skirt anymore :(

Taking his time teasing you before he places you on top of his lap so you can stay true to your costume ;)

Watching in awe as you bounce on top of him, with the full costume still on, consistently praising you on how well you're doing

"Oh my god you're doing so good."

"You look so gorgeous, keep going, just like that."

Throwing his head back as he gets close to cumming, reaching his hand down under your skirt to stimulate your clit so you can cum too

Even more praise after you've both come down from your highs

"That was so amazing, you did so good..."

"I'm so lucky to have you, you're so beautiful."

Giving you lots of little kisses as aftercare before making sure you both look presentable when you go back downstairs to rejoin the party

A/N: sorry it's not a full fic I don't have any ideas rn but please gimme some!!! My asks are wide open ESPECIALLY for this man so don't be shyyy <3333

-With love, from Miss Grace~

[veryberryjelly]

travelling around the country with professional footballer chad <3

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

[baby-alien11]

Needles and Stitches

Chad Meeks-Martin x Fem reader

A/N: I had appendicitis two years ago, and I can't forget that experience so I'm putting it in some of my fics (wattpad and here)

warnings: hospital and all things related, fluff, reader being under the effects of anesthesia and meds

After everything that happened months ago in Woodsboro, Chad didn't want to step into a hospital ever again

But here he is, by your side while they were prepparing you for appendicitis surgery

It all started three days ago when in the middle of a study session in the library when you started to get strong headaches which made Chad worried, but you minimized the situation saying it was because of stress

The next day, while you and Chad were in the middle of a make out ssession in his dorm, you stopped the kiss the moment you felt a pain in your right side of the abdomen

"What's wrong baby?", Chad asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"I think I ate something in bad state", you responded with your face hidden in Chad's bare shoulder holding your right side

"Hey, what if we just lay down and I bring you some medicine?", Chad suggested circling your waist with his arms, "Does it sounds good?"

"Yeah", you answered in a low voice

Carefully, Chad lift you from his lap to left you in the bed covering you with the bedsheets before standing and searching for the medicine

The next symptomes were the lack of hunger and fever, along with the pain in the abdomen that didn't stop with meds

So, tricking you into thinking that you were going on a breakfast date, Chad took you to the infirmary campus were after several tests they took you to the hospital to get appendicitis surgery

"I still want my breakfast date", you said getting out of the bathroom with the hospital gown on

"First we need to get your appendix out", Chad responded helping you get to the hospital bed, "I already told the group, Sam said she is coming right now and the others are coming after classes"

"I can't believe I'm having appendicitis at 19 years old"

"Well, the doctor said this was the limit age, and if you think about it, this organ doesn't have an utility at this point"

"Since when do you know all about this stuff?", you joked

"I read everything about the appendix on the way here", he answered making you laugh, "Hey, everything is going to be fine, okay?"

"I know, it's just that I don't like needles"

"Hey, if I survived being stabbed last year, you can survive an appendix about to explode"

"I can't belive you actually compare both situations", you laughed in disbelief

In that moment, the nurse returned with the things to prepare you for the surgery; during the IV placement, Chad held your other hand and covered your eyes so you don't see the needle in your hand

During the whole way to the surgery room, Chad didn't let go your hand giving you assurasing words, leaving kisses in your forehead and lips before getting separated

Openning your eyes after what felt like the longest nap you've ever taken, you noticed that you were back in your hospital room, and the whole friend group was there too

"I'm back", you said in low and raspy voice

That phrase made everyone get closer to you bed with concern

"I'll call the doctor", Sam said pressing the button next to the bed

"How you feeling?", Chad asked sitting in the bord of the bed

"Sleepy and empty", you answered

"Yeah, they took a whole organ out of you", Quinn joked, "Actually is in here"

"What?", you asked in confussion

In response, Tara showed you a small plastic cup with you appendix floating in liquid making you frown with disgust

"Who would think that this small organ could kill anyone", Tara commented

"It looks like a cheeto", Ethan pointed

"I would say a shrimp", Anika continued

"Looks more like the parasite of REC", Mindy followed, "Like the one in the original movies, not the remakes"

"I can't believe you are making fun of my appendix", you scoffed

"Well, it's out so is no longer part of you", Chad said, "But you are going to feel well from now on"

Interrupting the conversation, the doctor and a nurse entered to the room, which made the whole group get apart from the bed except for Chad who stayed by your side holding your needleless hand

"Hi, Y/N, how are you feeling?", the doctor asked while the nurse checked your vitals, "Any pain?"

"From the inside no, but my stitches hurt a bit"

"That's normal, but we still going to give you some medication for the pain, you are going to stay for the night and tomorrow you can leave, liquid diet for the next week, complete rest for three weeks or a month until the scar is completely cured, I will remove the stitches in a week from now", the doctor instructed

"What do you mean by liquid diet?", Chad asked with a notebook and pen in hand

"Juice, water, tea, fruit, soup, jelly, things like that", the doctor answered, "Nothing to strong for her stomach, and be careful while taking showers because of the stitches, if someone could help you, the better"

"We would take care of her", Sam spoke

After a few moments, the doctor and the nurse left, leaving the friend group alone

"I really wanted a burger", you comented making everyone laugh

[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

dialogue prompts “are you sure about this.” and “just follow my lead.” with chad meeks and shy!reader

tweaked it just a little, hope that was okay. was gonna do a typical chad saving the day at a frat party but something else came to mind.

pairing: chad meeks-martin x fem!reader wc: 852

masterlist / chad meeks-martin

a disaster was rolling into town and there was only one person who could keep the damage low.

knuckles rapping quickly and unstopped against the dark wood door, almost resorting to banging your palms for more urgency.

“hello? emergency! emergency! anyone alive in room 15-“ the door abruptly swung open, unfortunately causing you to hit ethan on the chin.

he groaned and cupped the spot as you covered your mouth in shock. “i’m so sorry, ethan.” muffled voice as you took a step forward to look for any damage. all was good, just a growing red spot from your knuckles and two rings “although, you shouldn’t open doors like that,” suddenly sounding like a concerned mother.

ethan stopped rubbing his skin and gaped at you, “your the one screaming emergency! and nonstop hitting the door!” he left the door open and turned away from you.

you stomped inside the small space, slamming the door shut with the flat of your foot. a deep caveman groan crawled out your throat while flopping face first onto chad’s vacant bed.

“what’s got you in a mood?” a sincere question coated in sass from ethan.

“my parents are visiting.” two barely audible causing ethan to ask again. so you forced yourself to flip onto your back as the four worst words fill the air.

“my parents are visiting.” annunciating each letter while staring at the ceiling.

“okay?” ethan clapped his hands, “and why is that emergency level panic?” you heard his chair creek with movement.

a deep inhale before sighing out, “cause they think i have a boyfriend and want to meet him.” your palms smacked into your eyes rendering you blind.

it was quiet for a minute- you counted the sixty seconds- before ethan bursted into laughter.

“it’s not funny, ethan! this is serious! i’ve been lying for six months and i’m about to get chewed out.“ ethan’s laughs only grew in volume at your distress.

“what’s wrong with you?” a muffled sound of hands hitting bedding echoed off the walls. dragging your hands away you were greeted at the chad’s light brown eyes watching over your solemn worry. without thinking you jerked up and knocked your forehead into chad’s, the both of you groaning and rubbing the spot.

“pay back bitch,” ethan stated as he jumped into his bed. you flipped him off without looking his way, fingers rubbing the sore area while keeping your eyes on your lap.

“hey,” chad’s palm sat just above your left knee and you froze. you didn’t dare look into the boy’s eyes, but he curled a finger under your chin and pushed your head up. he was smooth without trying and it made your heart run fast.

“what’s wrong?” chad’s voice low and calm. a simple sigh as you averted your eyes again, more interested in your fingers. “my uh… my parents are visiting. and- and they want to meet my… my boyfriend.”

you slowly looked up to he greeted by chad’s confused and thinking face, brows pinched and mouth pursed. “but- but you don’t have-“ “i know. i lied to them for the past six months, and now i don’t know what to do.”

“you’re an idiot,” chad scoffed. “i know! just- just help me!” pleading for chad’s assistance, in anyway he could offer.

chad’s thinking face was similar to his confused face so you thought he was still processing your dilemma until he spoke the most absurd thing aloud-

“what if i’m your boyfriend?”

if you had any liquid in your mouth you would’ve spit take from shock. ethan seemed to find the whole ordeal hilarious since his laughter returned tenfold. “oh! this is just… amazing!” both you and chad glared at the red cheeked boy.

“did you… already come up with a name? face?” chad’s warm brown eyes watched you carefully. you bit into the inside of your bottom lip and softly proclaimed, “kinda- kinda described you. chad. they think i’m dating you.”

and of course you would describe chad, you gained a crush on him after a week of knowing each other.

“so it’s settled, i’ll be your boyfriend!” and he was beaming on the word boyfriend.

“awesome.” voice meek and throat dry.

-

“i don’t think i can do this.” “you can, just relax and be yourself.”

finger drummed against wood table, knee bouncing under table cloth. “i’m gonna throw up.” “okay.”

chad dropped his hand over yours, finger curled in like a protective cage. your knee stopped it’s anxious motion, his calloused fingers caressed your knuckles. “everything is gonna be fine,” he whispered close to your ear, “we like each other already.”

a hitch to your breath, “yeah. as- as friends. right.”

“yeah, friends.” the word repeated softly with a little melancholy. “so, do you trust me?”

just the thought of lying for a joke felt wrong. “yes. i trust you.”

“then just follow my lead,” and he leaned in. lips pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek before pulling away and standing up.

“you just be mr and mrs l/n. pleasure to meet you, i’m chad meeks-martin. y/n’s boyfriend.”

-

[popeheywardssecretgf]

this is so true omg. and I almost NEVER see Chad fics in the Ethan tags.

The fact that I had to block ethan landry's name so I could scroll through the chad tag and see actual fic about him is ridiculous. Like it's hard enough trying to find chad fics as is (and I know exactly why) and you gotta wade through the ethan ones because they mention chad briefly (most times he not even in them). Please stop miss tagging especially when we only have 2 black characters alive in this franchise, like you want to be seen but instead I either block ethans tag or you.

[mrs-meeks-martin]

Ethan & Chad Relationship HCS!

FEM!READER

warnings: smut, inappropriate language, kinks, reader is implied to be short

red= smut

orange=mild smut

white= regular

summary: how the guys would act in a relationship with you!!

reblogging appreciated queens <33

CHAD MEEKS MARTIN

Would definitely be super open about making your relationship public. He wants everyone to know who you belong to.

Love language is DEFINITELY physical touch. Just being able to hold your hand or sling an arm around your shoulder will do it for him.

Has a pretty big size k!nk. He literally gets off on the fact that he practically towers over you, and that he could just toss you around like a rag doll if needed.

Soft dom usually, until he’s had a bad day at practice and needs to take some anger out on you. His switch flips fast, and he can go from talking you through it to pretty much full on degradation.

“Come on, you got ‘nother one in you, baby.”

“Such a pretty little cockslut, hmm?”

Definitely is your go-to beer pong duo. Every time, he knows he can count on you.

WILL make you be vocal about what you want. He’s petty. If you don’t say it, he’s not giving it to you.

“What do you want, baby? Use your words.”

“You said what? Sorry, couldn’t hear ya.”

He’s big, and he KNOWS it. He’ll try to seem humble about it, until you’re blabbering random nonsense around his cock.

“Mmh… ‘S too big, Chad…”

“You can take it. I know you can.”

Comes up with the most RANDOM pet names for you. He always says one to catch you off guard, and it has you laughing every time.

“Don’t worry, my little sweet slice of pumpkin pie. Chad is here to save the day!”

“Pumpkin pie? Are we deadass?”

Ethan Landry

WILL murder for you. If someone is bothering you, or even looks at you the wrong way, he’ll be sure they’re dealt with accordingly.

Uses his econ class as an excuse to sneak around with you.

Chad: “Where the hell were you? As soon as you disappeared, Ghostface just so happens to show up!”

“I was at econ!”

If econ means, “having sex with your lover” instead of economics, then yeah. He’d be at econ.

He’s a bit scared to go public, because let’s face it- he’s kind of a loser. Your loser, but still. He doesn’t know how people would think, so you shut him up.

“I don’t give a fuck about what other people think about us.”

And there was zero argument after that.

SUBMISSIVE ASF. Like will literally do anything to make you happy and pleasure you.

Chad knocked on your door while you guys were going at it once, and he’s never been able to shake the turn on of “getting caught in the act” since.

Helps you with homework. (More like does it for you) but anything for you, right?

Will take your mask kink into consideration. (If you have one, that is)

Love language is acts of service. Just being able to do something for you and make you happy just makes him happy.

LOVES cuddling. He just likes feeling your warmth, and he loves how both of you mold together like you guys were made for each other.

You did the “my husband” prank on him once, and he’s never been able to get it out of his head since.

Oblivious to how big he is. When you’re doing it for the first time, he feels a bit insecure.

“Is it good enough…?”

“Baby… More than enough.”

He couldn’t hide the cheesy grin that appeared on his face.

You defend him from the Ghostface rumors, oblivious to his actual identity. A part of him almost feels guilty for you going out of your way to disprove them. Almost.

A horrible praise kink. Literally, just praising him for getting a good grade will make him feel all sorts of things.

12 AM MOTIVATION GO BRRR

reblogging appreciated ^^

[jacaerysgf]

SCREAM SIX

♡ - Favorites

ethan landry

── Mini-Series !

Party | Part one Part Two (Completed)

Studying Part one Part Two (Completed) ♡

── One-Shots !

Econ Tutor ♡

The Better Brother (Requested) ♡

Second Chances (Requested) ♡

Meet-Cute (Requested)

Confessions and Confessions

Whatever It Takes (Requested)

Unable to save you (Requested)

Goodbye (Requested)

Want You (Requested)

Cat (Requested)

Pregnant (Requested)

chad meeks-martin

── One-Shots !

Nightmares (Requested)

Jealousy (Requested) ♡

Driving You Crazy (Requested)

Best Friends ♡

Halloween (Requested)

[euaphora]

BOY YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO ALIVE, JUST BE MY LOVER ?!

✎ᝰ dark!corrupted!ethan x reader

Ethan would help you every Thursdays, tutoring you after class so you could keep up. He knew you would often get distracted when the professor would ramble and explain the work. He would always look over his shoulder and catch you sleeping or munching on a snack while doodling stars on your work.

“Y/N!” He whisper-yelled, leaning toward your desk. You looked at him and gave him a quick smile as you offered him some cookies from the ones you brought from your dorm.

The lecture ends and he goes up to you, helping you carry your bag as he has his behind his back. “Ethan, could you please help me with the work from today? I zoned out the entire time.” You ask, looking up at him with your doe eyes and hands being formed in a pray motion. He giggled at you, opening the door for you, “of course but you need to pay attention more

The time read a quarter to nine as you were spread across your bedroom floor with Ethan on the other side of you. He had books stacked up against each other as his physics book was displayed infront of you both. He was explaining the basics of physics, talking about the different formulas and techniques.

All you could think about was how good he looked when he would talk about something he was genuinely interested and passionate about. You just nod at him and give small, “mhm.”

“Ethan, do you have a girlfriend?” You question him as you see him freeze up and slowly look up, eyes pretty widened . “Uh-no! I..don’t have a girlfriend.” He stutters, looking back down.

“How come? You’ve got the looks and personality and who wouldn’t want to?” You giggle out, teasing his dating life. He nervously laughs, joining you as you move closer to him. He backs up a little, thinking he should give you more space.

“Yeah, I don’t really know but it’s not a big deal…” He quickly turned his head away from yours as he looked anywhere but your direction. You grab him from his left cheek as you made him look at you, smiling when he made eye contact with you.

His eyes fixated on your lips then back to your eyes, you got the hint and pulled him in for a kiss. He pulled away, “did I do something-’’ you felt your lips meet his again as you widen your eyes but quickly smile into the passionate kiss.

He grabs onto your hips, not pulling away from the kiss the whole time, making you straddle him. “Can I touch them?” He looks down referring to your titties. You give a nod, softly pulling on his curly hair as you move your hips back and forth. He lifts up your shirt and bra, giving into the soft, plush of your breasts.

He starts by groping them and twisting the bud of the nipple, watching you squirm on top of him. He wraps his mouth around the other one, leaving a little bruise around them. You pull on his hair harshly this time once you feel him roughly bite into your left one.

He lets out a small whimper, getting back at you by harshly smacking your ass then rubbing it so it doesn’t leave a deep mark of his palm, not yet atleast. “Ethan!” You whine out, making him smirk. “You can’t be mad at me, baby. You started this or did you forget?

“God! Just…don’t stop please!” He rocks your hips further and deeper onto his clothes bulge, “I’ve thought about this for so fucking long, you don’t understand.”

[emmalandry]

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𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟚𝟚~ 𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕪 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜

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Randy whining as he thrusts inside your warm, wet cunt. “Mommy, fuck, you feel so good.” His eyes roll back into his head.

His thrusts are beginning to get sloppy as he lazily thrusts into you. You can feel his balls tightening up as he struggles to keep up. “Cmon Baby, Cum for Mommy. Be a good boy.”

You know he’s at his breaking point, you both are. A knots beginning to form in your stomach, you can feel it burning inside you as he rubs lazy circles on your clit.

You feel his hot seed fill up your womb, with your release following soon after. “Thank you mommy, thank you so much, fuck.” He’s so whiny with his gratitude.

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[velvrei]

reader losing her virginity to chad meeks bc he’s a such a gentleman and i love him

omg he’d be so gentle & sweet. this is teeth-rottingly sweet and i kinda love it. i got a little carried away so this one’s a little longer ;)

⟡ his large hand gently came up to your ear, he hovered above you, your back laid carefully against the cozy, white mattress.

you were kissing, he pulled away to gaze down at you, admiring your beauty as a small smile pursed his lips; his hand held your leg at his hip.

“i know you’re worried, baby, but here’s no reason to be. i’ll take it nice and slow, okay?” his gentle tone comforted you, a weight lifting off your chest.

his lips reconnected with yours, gentle hands roaming your body as if he was searching for any last signs of doubt.

he slowly reached his hands down to your waist, slowly pulling down your shorts and looking into your eyes, pulling back from the kiss. “i love you, okay? this okay?” he spoke, just above a whisper.

you practically melted at how sweet he was being and smiled at him, “yes,” you we’re desperate for his touch.

you had done stuff before, his favorite thing was to eat you out, but this was the first time you planned on having sex.

chad nodded and slowly took off your bottoms, along with your underwear, still watching your face for any changes or forms of hesitancy. he smiled when he found none, and sat up, undressing himself.

he sighed when his cock sprang out of his boxers, you couldn’t help but stare as he leaned down again and lifted your chin with his fingers.

“hey, gorgeous, you ready?” he said, lining himself up with your aching cunt. you nodded slowly, and he scoffed and kissed your forehead.

“you gotta use your words, babydoll, i gotta make sure you one hundred percent want this. okay?” his words were soft, unlike his dick that was practically begging to be inside of you, but he was willing to suffer if it meant for your full comfort.

you nodded, speaking up, “okay, chad. yes, i’m ready.” those words alone had him kissing your lips and slowly sliding into your hole. you felt yourself stretching out and your eye rolled back at how full you felt.

chad couldn’t help but smile when he saw your furrowed eyebrows, he started kissing all over your face to try and distract you from any possible pain.

“chad,” you spoke, giggling a little at his cute actions. he just smiled, and intimately kissed your lips one last time.

“does it hurt baby, you okay?” he spoke, eyes intensely on yours, looking deep in as if he could read the words from your soul.

you gulped, “doesn’t hurt that bad anymore, you can start moving, just slowly, please.”

chad nodded, slowly thrusting his hips out of your hole, then back in, earning a moan from you as your hands fell to his chest, gripping into his shoulder.

“keep going,” was the only real sentence you could form, and he watched your gorgeous face as it contorted to pure pleasure, it was overwhelming how good his cock filled you up and how good it felt sliding in and out of you.

“i got you, love, i got you.” he mumbled in your ear, interlocking his hand with yours. you could feel his warm breath on your neck and it added to the pleasure, sending shivers down your spine.

“faster,” you whispered, and chad heard it loud and clear sense your lips were right next to his ear. he smiled and started thrusting in and out of you faster, the feeling of pain washing away and replacing with much, much pleasure.

“oh fuck!” you started feeling yourself screaming, unable to contain them. thank god, ethan landry was out, otherwise he would’ve heard your loud moan and knew what was going on.

chad moved his hand down to mess with your clit, rubbing it in circles and watching as your turned to putty in his hands. “that feel good, babydoll?”

you nodded, forgetting his rule and watching as he just smiled and laughed. “so good you can’t even form words like i asked, huh?” his thrusts sped up, your nails digging into his back making him moan out slightly.

chad was a very vocal guy, you found out after your first handjob with him, but sex was another level. chad’s head fell in between your neck, mouth falling open and letting out any cuss words or praises that fell with it.

“you’re doing so good, so good.” he praised, rubbing your clit faster and speeding up his strokes. he expected you wouldn’t last long sense you were a virgin, and he was right.

you started trembling when he whispered nonsense again in your ear, “good girl, baby, such a good girl. taking me so well. look at you, a fucking mess for my cock.”

you moaned out, legs starting to shake, “chad- chad,” you started repeating his name over and over again, completely forgetting what you were trying to say, and he just laughed at you, already understanding what you were saying.

“i know baby, it’s okay, cum for me.” those words alone could’ve sent you over the edge, and they did but along with the feeling of his fingers messily rubbing along your clit, and his warm mouth whispering little praises as he fucked you.

you felt as if your legs went numb and your hearing went out for a minute, you’d orgasmed before, from his fingers and mouth, but the orgasm with his dick just felt so much different, and better.

you whimpered out as you came down from your high, watching as chad trembled.

he couldn’t hold on any longer, either. he didn’t expect to cum that fast but seeing how hot you looked under him, trembling and moaning because of his manipulation it really got him.

he pulled out, not knowing where to cum and you used your last amount of strength and sat up, opening your mouth with your tongue sticking out.

“come on, love, cum in my mouth,” you said, and your sudden control sent him over the edge, as he shoved his dick down your throat, holding it all the way down and spilling his warm seed into the back of your raw throat.

he panted and moaned until the last drop fell out, and he let go of your head. “fuck.” he swore loudly, out of breath but forgetting everything that just happened.

“are you okay?” his attention was now fully on you, as you nodded. “yes, i’m okay.”

chad smiled and got up, getting you a wash cloth to clean up the access mess he made, and kissing your forehead after. he laid down to cuddle with you and watched as you instantly fell asleep, still in awe with how beautiful of a girlfriend he scored.

[popeheywardssecretgf]

Ethan Landry fics & blurbs

Chad Meeks Martin Masterlist

Personal fav's & ones I consider to be PERFECT= ♡

Does he remind anyone else of Evan Peters?

That amount of Ethan smut on here is crazy like-

-I also want to say that I did not read ALL of these, just skimmed *I'm a Chad girly :(

I think I might add more to this later on

Fluff♡

No title♡ Steal my girl♡ BEJEWELED Party Foul SFW + NSFW headcanons No title Clingy Ethan Shopping Spree♡ No title The little things Dating Ethan Landry HC's Baby, I'm yours Silly Ethan Landry A case of a ruined blouse and a hot coffee cup Dating Ethan Landry HC's (2) Clingy Reader Meeks Martin Reader Dating HC's Admiring from afar Chubby!Reader HC's No title

Smut★

Toys Come Over No title BWB!Ethan Landry "You like that?" On Edge (tbh not RLY smut but not fluff either) SFW + NSFW headcannons Awkward No title Morning Hands Did I make you scream? Study Buddy (Male Reader) Chubby!Reader HC's Be Quiet Sneaky Work for it baby

Angst❄

I'm Really Sorry, YN Death Bed Confessions Puppy dog eyes Still love you Break it off Regrets and worries Somewhere in the haze got a sense I've been betrayed The night has opened my eyes Before you Love me harder

[theebubblegumbitch]

Dating Chad Meeks Martin Head-canons <3

Is very protective over you, especially when you go to parties

Always has to be close to you, and has absolutely so problem with PDA

Loves listening to you explain things to him (we Stan our himbo jock bb <33)

Smells really good so you’re always taking his hoodies (which he doesn’t mind, he thinks you look cute in them)

Never talks over you, always lets you have your moment

Constantly building you up and telling you how beautiful/amazing/smart/attractive you are

Makes sure other guys know that you’re his, in any means necessary (*cough* hickies *cough*)

Love languages are definitely physical touch and words of affirmation

Is very respectful of you and your friends (unless you don’t want him to be-)

Sucks at remembering big things, but will take note of lots of little things throughout your relationship

A/N: These are just some little fluffy headcanons I whipped up to feed the Chad girlies while I work on the second part to my last fic <3 (thank you to the one anon that asked for it for giving me motivation, you’re an angel and always welcome to send me more asks, as is everyone <33)

[veryberryjelly]

hey hey !! congrats on 1.5k <3 im new to your blog but i’ve got to say i love your work sm !!

i wanted to request a spaghetti with any of the scream characters. im a korean-british girl, 5’2, heterosexual and im studying psychology. for a physical description i have pale skin, brown eyes and medium length black hair with red streaks.

i love reading, listening to music (specially chase atlantic, artemas and lana del rey), fashion, gaming and detective/crime mysteries. im generally quite nice, however im also sarcastic and sassy plus i can’t stand it when people become excessively mean so i tend to stand up against them for others and myself. my mbti is infp and zodiac is pisces. my love language is definitely gift giving and physical touch therefore i can be a bit clingy. i love shopping, watching slasher and horror movies, learning new things !!

thank you in advance, and have a great day 💕

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

i ship you with ...

chad meeks martin !!!

not only did your physical description just have me picturing you and chad together, but based on what you wrote, i think the two of you fit perfectly.

chad is THE GUY for physical touch & gift giving.

he has a box of everything you've ever given him if he doesnt have an every day use for it [ ie bracelets he wears, daisy crown in the box ]

and he always has his hands on you in some way. whether its your fingers simply linked or pulling you onto his lap at parties.

and we KNOW the martins love horror movies so he is more than happy to spend the weekend curled on the couch watching movies with you

[shadesslut]

a father’s malice, pt. 2

Pairing: (Ex-Gf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)

Content Includes: (Slight angst, fluff)

Summary: Ethan persuades Y/N to let him bond with Ollie.

part 1 part 2

(a/n: I didn't proof read sowwy)

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Two days. It had been two days since Ethan had shown back up into their lives. The only times Y/N would see him was when she left and returned to her apartment. He was always in the lobby, on the same bench, doing the same thing. Every time she saw him, he was passed out, but that was probably for the best. 

Chad wasn’t doing so well. He had isolated himself in his room for the most part, barely coming out. He swore to Y/N that he was fine and not to worry about him, but she could hear him softly cry every night. He had lost his best friend too, and she kept forgetting that. Ollie helped them out; him being the light of their lives. They had to stick it out, for Ollie.

The rest of the group wasn’t fond of the idea of Chad and Y/N continuing to stay at their apartment, but Y/N convinced them by arranging a plan. Every other night, Sam and Danny would sleep at theirs. Tonight was the first night of this plan.

Danny was taking out the sofa-bed, and Sam sat at the kitchen table with Y/N.

“So, did you…see him?” Y/N quietly asked, bouncing Ollie on her knee. Sam sighed, giving her a solemn smile. She nodded, which led to Y/N looking away. 

“Does he sleep there all the time?” She asked. 

Y/N nodded. “Yeah,” 

Chad was looking over to the two girls whilst they talked quietly. He reached over for the fridge handle and opened it, grabbing a beer. “Can you grab me one?” Danny asked, appearing next to Chad. Chad smiled, grabbing another bottle before handing it to him. “You wanna go outside?”

“Uh…” Chad trailed off, turning his head back to the girls. “Sure.”

Chad didn’t really bond that much with Danny after last year as much as the girls did. He was so used to being the only guy the girls needed, and it felt hard to let Danny in. The two sat outside on the porch, sipping on their beers, staring out at the soft glow of the city lights. 

“How are you?” Danny broke the silence, turning his head towards Chad. Chad sighed and only shrugged in response, still staring off into the city. Danny looked back through the open porch doors. Sam and Y/N’s laughs echoed throughout the apartment, causing Danny to smile. 

“I’m gonna ask Sam to marry me.” 

Chad choked on his drink, spitting out the beer. He doubled over and wiped his mouth. Danny lightly chuckled nervously at him. “Oh! Really?” Chad spewed out.

“Yeah, I wanted to ask you.” Danny admitted. 

“‘Ask me’?” Chad reiterated with confusion. 

“I mean, her dad is, you know, and I know how much you care for her. So, I thought I should ask you.” Danny smiled. Chad only muttered a little, You can do whatever you want, and Danny only nodded, slightly disappointed. He hung his head low, staring into the opening of his beer bottle as he swung the liquid around. 

Chad sighed, and he reached over the pat Danny on the back. “I think you should, she really loves you.” He reassured, making Danny smile again while he thanked him. “About before,” Chad trailed off.

“Yeah?” Danny asked softly, trying desperately to let Chad know he could talk to him. 

“I’m…not okay. It’s hard.” He huffed. Danny nodded supportingly. 

“It just feels weird. Feels like he’s my kid, you know? And already it’s a weird situation, but now his fucking serial killer of a father is back, and I have no idea what I’m feeling.” 

“I get it,” Danny comforted. 

“And he was my best friend. I told him everything. I actually thought,” he sighed. “I thought he cared about me.”

Danny sighed, understanding Chad’s dilemma. Chad rubbed the back of his neck, and he looked back to Y/N and Ollie. All of his worry washed away. Ollie was giggling in Sam’s lap, reaching out for the bottle Sam was holding, and Y/N was smiling happily at him. Chad softly smiled and looked back at Danny. 

“I think I’ll be okay,”

Back in the kitchen, Ollie blissfully sucked on his bottle. “Ah shit,” Y/N cursed, looking at her phone. 

“What?” Sam asked, still holding Ollie. 

Y/N groaned as she rubbed her temple. “I forgot to drop off our rent money today.” 

“Here, I’ll go drop it off,” Sam offered, but Y/N protested. 

“No, it’s okay. Ollie gets fussy when you move him when he eats. I’ll be right back,” 

Drop the money in the dropbox and immediately go back was her plan. She had hoped Ethan wasn’t there, but her breaths became shallow when she saw the curly head of hair peacefully sleeping on the bench. Her breath hitched, and she quietly walked to the dropbox. Flapping the slot closed, she jumped when she turned around, running into Ethan’s chest.

“S-Sorry-” He stuttered, immediately backing up. He held his hands up in defense, and his shoulders were slouched. 

She only nodded before walking off. He called her name, and she shakily stopped as she turned.

“Can we talk?” He asked in a small voice. 

She sighed, knowing this was coming. “Sure,”

He softly smiled and stepped closer to her. 

“From a distance,” she stated. He nodded and rubbed his palms against his jeans. He still wore the same outfit as before, and his musk was starting to become foul. “When was the last time you showered?” 

“I don’t have anywhere to go, Y/N. No home, no money.” Her mouth opened in an ‘o’. She never thought about that aspect; all of Ethan’s family was dead, so he really didn’t have anyone to go to. She almost felt bad for him, but then she thought of all the pain he and his family caused.  “C-Can I please, please, stay with you for a few nights? I-I can sleep on the floor, you can lock me in the bathroom or something-”

“Ethan,” She sighed, interrupting him.

“Please, Y/N? I swear to god, I won’t do anything.” 

She huffed, looking Ethan up and down. A part of her wanted to let him, let him back into her life, into Ollie’s life. She missed him, she wanted Ethan to be with her. She knew Ethan would be a good father to Ollie. But that was the old Ethan. She knew nothing about this Ethan that stood in front of her. 

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The door shut quietly as the two stepped in. Danny and Chad had retired to the living room, watching the TV and listening to the quiet noises of whatever game they watched. They both smiled towards the door at the sound of it closing, but bewildered expressions took over once they saw Ethan. Danny spit out his drink, and Chad immediately stood up. 

“Y/N?” Chad asked rhetorically through gritted teeth. 

“Chad, it’s fine, I’m letting him stay.”

Sam now appeared in the living room, still holding Ollie. She looked between Ethan and Y/N with a confused and hurt look. “You’re letting him stay?”

Y/N looked at her with worry. “Sam, please understand,”

“After everything he did to us. After what he did to Anika?” 

Y/N winced as she looked away. She didn’t say anything, Sam was right, and Y/N knew it. Sam only scoffed, and then glared at Ethan. She handed Ollie to Chad, which made Ethan’s blood boil. Sam urged Danny to leave with her, which he obeyed. 

“Sam-“ Y/N said once more, just as Sam slammed the door shut. 

Ethan’s eyes roamed over to Ollie, trying his hardest to ignore Chad’s gaze. “I’m sorry,” Ethan said, breaking the silence. 

“What?” Chad asked. 

“For, uh, stabbing you.”

Chad exhaled deeply through his flared nostrils, and Ethan shifted awkwardly on his feet. “Okay, um, Ethan you can sleep on the couch.” Y/N started before Chad could say anything. 

She took Ollie out of Chad’s arms, and he yawned, resting his head on her shoulder. Ethan’s heart swooned, and he softly smiled at him. 

“I’m sleeping with you.” Chad told Y/N, still staring at Ethan. 

“Okay…can you grab the spare pillow and blankets?” Y/N asked him softly. He nodded and walked off. 

“Can I hold him?” Ethan asked, smiling at Ollie. 

“Oh, uhm. I don't know if I’m comfortable with that yet.” She admitted, adjusting Ollie on her hip. 

Ethan nodded, tilting his head to get a better look at him. He felt as if he was looking at a younger version of himself; an innocent version of himself. He would do anything to make sure Ollie didn’t end up like him. 

“That’s okay.” 

Chad returned with a blanket and a lumpy pillow in his hands. He threw it on the couch as he stood next to Y/N, slightly covering Ollie. “Okay, you have your stuff. Goodnight.” 

After Ethan got situated, Chad helped Y/N put Ollie down. 

“You got something you wanna tell me?” Chad whispered, sitting on the edge of her bed. 

“What do you mean?” She asked. 

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief. “So what, you just randomly decided to let him stay? What, have you two talked recently?”

“What? Chad you can’t be serious,” 

He only sighed, rubbing his temple. He laid down, lifting his knee up. 

“Today was the first time I talked to him since,” 

He didn’t believe her, but he dropped the subject. He only whispered a soft goodnight before drifting off to sleep, facing his back to her. She sighed, getting up and sneaking into the living room. 

Ethan was still awake, and he sat up upon hearing Y/N’s footsteps. 

“H-Hey,”

She ignored him, and she sat down on the floor in front of the couch. 

“I’m really sorry for what I did. I never wanted to hurt you.” Ethan apologized sincerely. 

She looked up at him. Her eyes watered as she reminisced. “But you did, you hurt all of us.” He looked away sadly. Now it was his turn for eyes to water.  

“None of what happened between us was fake, I did love you. I still do,” Ethan said softly. 

She only sniffed in response, turning her face away as he reached out to touch her cheek. 

“He looks like me.” Ethan stated, dryly chuckling. Y/N nodded as she smiled sadly. “I wanna be in your life, and in his, what’s his name again?” 

“Oliver, and I don’t know Eth. I have to think about it,” she answered. Ethan nodded, not saying anything else. They sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes, both quietly crying. 

“I don’t want him to end up like me.” Ethan’s voice cracked as he admitted his fear. 

“He’s not,” 

Ethan cut her off. “Please don’t let him end up like me. He can’t. I don’t want him to be scared of me either. I wouldn’t hurt him, never.” 

“I know, Ethan,” she comforted him, grabbing his forearm. 

“The way you looked at me, I would break if he ever looked at me that way you did.”

He rested his head on her hand, holding her wrist as his tears stained her sleeve. Her heart broke at the sight of him. She almost forgot about the unspeakable things he had committed. She didn’t look at him like he was Ghostface, but like he was Ethan. Her Ethan. She hated herself for wanting Ethan in Ollie’s life, to toss Chad out like he hadn’t been there since the beginning. 

“You can go with us tomorrow, I have to get some stuff for him.” She offered. 

He nodded, wiping his tears. “Thank you,” 

He continued to hold onto her arm, breathing heavily as he calmed himself down. She didn’t know how she was going to deal with Chad about the next day, but she expected nothing but resentment from him. Hell, resentment from the whole group. She already had felt it from Sam. But, she was secretly happy. Happy that Ethan told her he loved her, even if it was in his own sick and twisted version of love. She was happy, for the first time in a year. She just needed to protect Ollie; how hard would that be? 

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It was a very awkward walk to the store. Y/N pushed Ollie in his little stroller, Chad walking next to her, and Ethan on her other side. Ethan wanted to carry the baby bag, but Chad insisted he carry it. Ethan secretly hated how Chad acted like a father figure to Ollie. He was his after all. 

Chad opened the door for her, and then Ethan. Y/N softly muttered something as she looked at the small piece of paper in her hands. Chad stood next to her, looking over her shoulder. 

“What all do you need?” Ethan asked her. 

Chad glanced up at him in silence. Ethan had hoped Chad’s states would fade as time went on. “Uhm, we need to get those puffs he likes. Also he needs a new sweater, cause someone stretched out his old one,” she pointed her eyes at Chad. 

“How was I supposed to know you can’t put it in the dryer?” 

She shook her head, smiling. “How about Chad and I get the puffs while you get the sweater?” Ethan suggested. The other two looked at him blankly. 

“That’s fine with…me,” Y/N trailed off, looking towards Chad. He scoffed and shrugged his shoulders. 

“Fine.” He said before leading Ethan down an aisle. 

Chad’s eyes wandered over the shelves while Ethan played with the zipper on his jacket. Truth be told, even though Ethan resented Chad for his role in Ollie’s life, he missed him. He was his only friend after all. He missed their late nights when they talked about girls and played video games. 

“Chad?” Ethan asked softly. 

Chad only grunted in response, reaching for a can on the shelf. “I know what I did, unforgivable, but I really am sorry. Deep down I didn’t want to do it,” 

“Then why’d you do it?” Chad asked in a monotone voice. 

“I wanted to make my father proud, I guess. I did care about you guys.” Ethan admitted. 

Chad finally looked at him, for the first time without anger, only hurt. “You were my best friend,” 

“I know,” Ethan swallowed. 

“I told you everything about me. I cried with you,” 

“I know,” 

Chad ran his hand on the side of his face, trying desperately not to cry. “You were my best friend too.” Ethan said. 

Chad laughed dryly. He didn’t feel like the man he was now, he felt small like the boy he was when he first got stabbed. It hurt, literally and mentally, when he found out Ethan had stabbed him, but right now hurt more. 

“I don’t know what I have to do to earn your trust again, but I’m gonna do it. I miss you,” Ethan’s voice slightly cracked as he placed his hand on Chad’s shoulder. Chad didn’t trust him still, but he nodded as a tear rolled down his cheek. A part of him believed him though, believed that the nerdy boy he befriended was still in there.  

“I miss you too,” Chad responded sadly. 

The sounds of Ollie’s giggles made both boys’ heads turn. 

“You find it?” Y/N asked, pushing the stroller with one hand, holding Ollie in the other. Ethan rushed to take a hold of the stroller. 

Chad paid at the counter, and Y/N looked over at Ethan. His hands fiddled with the handle of the stroller, and Y/N softly smiled. “You wanna hold him?” She asked softly. Ethan jerked his head towards her. 

“Are you sure?” He asked, carefully. 

She nodded, and she lifted Ollie to pass him to Ethan’s hands. Ethan gently held him, resting him on his right hip. He wrapped an arm around Ollie’s back, and his other hand was steady on his side. Ollie looked confused, pursing his bottom lip as he furrowed his brows at Ethan. 

Ethan smiled and let out a choked laugh. “Chad, look,” Ethan said, proudly showing Chad. Chad only fake-smiled, and returned his attention to the cashier. Ollie continued to judge Ethan. He let out a high-pitched “Mph!” before reaching out for Chad. 

“It’s okay,” Y/N comforted Ethan by placing a hand on his shoulder as Chad took Ollie into his arms. “He just has to get used to you.” 

Ethan nodded sadly, watching as Ollie’s demeanor changed with Chad. Chad carried him all the way home, with Ethan skulking behind him. He watched Ollie as he slept peacefully on Y/N’s chest. She was sprawled out on the couch, and Ethan had just gotten out of a shower. His head leaned against the cushion as he admired both of their features. 

“Y/N,” He spoke softly, as to avoid waking up Ollie. She hummed in response, slightly turning her head towards Ethan. “Anything you want, I’m gonna give it to you.” 

“You don’t have to-”

“Yes I do. I have to give you everything, Chad too. I owe it to you guys.” Ethan cut her off. She didn’t respond. She moved a few curls out of Ollie’s face. “I love you guys.”

“We love you too.” 

He scoffed. “I think Chad hates my guts.”

She sighed, readjusting Ollie onto her lower stomach. “He doesn’t hate you. He hates what you did, yeah, but I know he misses you. You were his closest friend since,” She trailed off, not wanting to mention Wes.

“Yeah, I know.” Ethan stated. “But the others,” 

“Oh, they hate your guts.” She said, slightly laughing nervously. He nodded, giving her a faux smile. He reached over for her hand, and she let him. They both smiled at each other, and a part of Y/N felt guilty for forgiving him so fast. She didn’t fret about it for too long. Ethan hesitantly grabbed Ollie’s small hand, letting Ollie sleepily squeeze his fingers around two of Ethan’s fingers. 

“See,” Y/N whispered, watching. “He just has to warm up to you.” 

Ethan smiled, still looking at Ollie. His mouth was open, and drool was pooling on her shirt from her mouth. Still, he looked perfect. No, Ollie would never end up like Ethan, and Ethan knew that now. “By the way he loves sharks,” Y/N added.

He laughed, and kissed Ollie on the top of his forehead. “Noted.”

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